"Are you going to let this Yi Yan take over Yi Liangkang's position?"

On the tree on the mountain peak about thirty miles away from Yi Yan, there were two standing on it. To be precise, one of them was riding on a pitch-black horse, the woman who appeared in the fog and conveyed the news of the Governor to Yi Yan.

Next to her was a young man. His dress was not Han or the costumes of various ethnic groups in Yunnan, but the kind of clothes on the northwest prairie. If anyone knows the shamans there, he will find that they are very similar to this young man's outfit.

"What sir, how could I know?" the woman riding on the black horse said lightly.

"What the adults think is not difficult to guess. The difficulty is that even if you know what the adults think, it cannot be changed at all. It is even harder than moving a mountain." The young man's eyes were a little hungry, single eyelids, and his whole body was slender and well-proportioned. He stood on the tall tree with his hands empty-handed. The only special thing was that there were two black beams under his feet. There were not many black beams, but he just wrapped his shoes.

The woman riding on the horse didn't say anything, and the young man said again: "You have come into contact with Yi Yan who has received the inheritance of Yi Liangkang. What do you think?"

"not bad."

"What's not bad? I know, you like to say it's not bad, but can you hide your pride? Although you are the princess and you have a heart-pounding dream killing technique, there are too many abilities in this world that are unpredictable."

The woman in a black robe riding on the horse smiled and said nothing.

The young man said again: "It seems that he can't walk these seventy miles, and the first wave of pursuit is about to die."

His eyes could see Yi Yan in the forest and the danger he was facing at this time. In his heart, Yi Yan was probably dead.

A black snake suddenly ejected from the back of the tree trunk, passing through the dark void, like a secret arrow shot towards Yi Yan's face.

Yi Yan was on the archer's body. Although he was a little surprised, the sword in his hand could change the direction of the stabbing at this moment.

Fighting can make people grow faster, and for Yi Yan, there is still a treasure waiting to be developed in his body.

The spiritual power has been integrated into his body and can be driven in one thought. However, the other thing that is transmitted to his body as the spiritual power is not integrated. That kind of thing can be called combat consciousness, or it can be called a true inheritance of practice, which is more rare than spiritual power.

Yi Yan knew that he could not integrate, but he had already touched a part. When he was killing Muyun and Yuanyuan, he felt that he had awakened his instinct to fight, and all his behaviors were so proficient. Later, he was vigilant about all dangerous environments, as if he had already possessed them, and naturally emerged.

Just now, he stabbed out with a sword, but suddenly encountered an attack behind him. The sword in his hand naturally drew a mysterious trajectory, and walked around behind him to block the arrow, without any awkwardness. This sword made him feel that he had touched something deep in his heart.

He was in the air now, and a snake like an arrow shot towards the door. He didn't feel any danger. If it weren't for the black shadow that caught the corner of his eyes, he would have been unlikely to discover it.

The straight stab in his hand was naturally changed to a cross-cut, just like his original purpose was to slash towards the snake.

"seal up."

The archer suddenly pinched a strange seal on his forehead with one hand, and read a byte out of his mouth. A layer of yellow light appeared on the pierced talisman paper on the sword in Yi Yan's hand, and then disappeared, and two runes were added to both sides of the sword blade.

Yi Yan felt that the sword had lost its power in an instant, and the sword changed from a spiritual sword to a mortal sword. The speed of slashing towards the black snake immediately slowed down and barely slashed on the snake's tail.

The toughness and smoothness of the snake's tail made the sword useless. The black snake not only was not affected, but it seemed to be able to borrow strength from the sword and headed towards Yi Yan at a faster speed.

Yi Yan's body changed violently in the void, kicking his feet forward and his body rolling backward. He didn't know much magic, the only thing he knew was the technique of rushing to the void, and his understanding of the technique of rushing to the void was very superficial.

Looking at the black snake chasing the void, he did not feel fear deep in his heart, nor did he feel helpless, but instead felt a sense of feeling that he could solve this crisis.

The throbbing became stronger and stronger, but he didn't know how to do it or escape. He suddenly had the idea of ​​yelling and venting, so he yelled.

The roar was like thunder, and the snake fell to the ground in the roar. The archer on the tree fainted and was shocked. He wanted to escape, but found that he was unable to do so. It seemed that the power inside his body was dispersed in the roar. He shook it for a moment, fell to the ground, and instinctively climbed the tree trunk so that he would not die.

Yi Yan's left hand suddenly surged with a dark blue light, wiping on both sides of the sword blade, two broken talisman papers fell, and the spiritual energy flowed on the Taiping Sword.

He stabbed the black snake twisting on the ground and wanted to leave to death with one sword, and chased the archer again.

There seem to be countless sinister hidden in the dark forests, and hunters chasing prey may become targets of hunting in an instant.

When Yi Yan chased him out, some of the messy emotions in his heart quickly subsided.

The battle just now made him truly understand that only between life and death can he truly master what his father left to him. So he was fearless.

Darkness swallowed Yi Yan and rushed into the path of practice.

Everyone knows that the governor's wife went to Tianlong Temple in Dali to pray for incense. Although Yunnan is almost outside Chaoyan's control, there will definitely be bandits on the mountain that is a little higher and larger here. There are many families, forming a net with the bandits and those officials. This picture makes Chaoyan helpless and makes Lin Gong, who is famous all over the world, extremely difficult.

However, the Governor's wife brought few guards when she traveled, with only eight guards in front and behind. In addition to the eight guards, there were four carriages. They drove quietly on the road, like walking in their own back garden, but the four butlers knew that the whole of Yunnan was like a volcano and could erupt at any time.

It is something that many people know most about the Adults wanting to make the emperor's voice unblock in Yunnan. He is a good official, and his hardness when resisting the British made many people further understand him. But in the eyes of many people, he is a cold man. He cruelly suppressed the rebels in various places. He is loyal to the Qing Dynasty, so many people want to kill him.

And his arrival in Yunnan made the whole of Yunnan feel uneasy.

The fourth housekeeper was followed by the wife of the governor Zheng Shuqing. He expressed his opinions more than once, hoping that the wife could give up this trip to Tianlong Temple, but the wife insisted. When he spoke, he knew that he did not dissuade the wife. Although the wife was virtuous, she was a very opinionated woman.

"A man will join the guards in Wuling Town."

This is what the fourth housekeeper got yesterday and disappeared yesterday. He didn't know who this person would be. He asked the person who sent the message, but the other party did not say it.

He thought about who this person would be. The person who could bear the responsibility of protecting his wife could never be a simple guard. Such a person is not competent for the people who learn from him. Although their respective strong potentials are each, the fourth housekeeper felt that they were not enough.

And those guards who have been with the adults for a long time are now around them, and the adults need them even more. Who else can be? The four butlers eliminated them one by one, but he got nothing.

On another road leading to Wuling Town, there are people constantly moving forward and fighting.

Yi Yan can no longer tell whether he is constantly gaining the inheritance of his father or whether he has gained enlightenment in the battle. His strength is constantly improving.

Seeing him now, no one would have imagined that he was still so ordinary not long ago. Now he is in the dark and always vigilant, and he is so cruel and cunning when facing danger. He is like a natural warrior, like a person who has been awakened from dusty memories, awakening from the attacks of various spells and enemies.

Only then did he realize that what his father learned was so complicated, and there were quite a few spells he learned.

The dark sky appeared, and it was dawn the next day. When the sun rose, you had to reach Wuling Town. Wuling Town was not far from here, but now there was a person standing in front of Yi Yan. In the perception of Yi Yan's rapid growth over the course of one night, this person was very powerful.

"You can call me Mu Ling. If you call me Mr. Mu Ling, I will make you feel more comfortable when you die."

Mr. Mu Ling was wearing a green robe and a green crown on his head.

Yi Yan did not speak out. At this time, there was not much spiritual power in his body. This was the first time he really felt that his spiritual power was not much.

During the continuous battle, the spiritual power in his body was rapidly consumed. But he didn't know how to eat evil spirits and refine spirits. Even if he wanted to recover by himself, he didn't know how to quickly recover his spiritual power.

"Although I know it's not easy for you to come here and there is not much spiritual power, then what can I do? You must die and make it easier for me to kill you when I kill you. This is a happy thing. I am not those boring guys who always pursue fairness." Mr. Mu Ling said. He didn't seem to be here to kill people, but to chat with friends.

"Your father is Yi Liangkang, right? I heard that his spiritual power has been passed on to you. It seems that the integration is good. Alas, but he forgot that even if he himself has a few pounds, let alone you who have inherited it."

"Have you met my father?" Yi Yan asked suddenly.

"No, but I've heard of it, but now you can see that it's not very good, otherwise how could you die like a dog?" His faint words were full of disdain.

Only after he finished speaking, a dark blue light appeared in the pupils of Yi Yan's eyes, which was the light piercing from the sword in Yi Yan's hand.
Chapter completed!